Ermeo di San Francesco - Clara Rosemarda
Larry Robinson
Lrobpoet at sonic.net
Sun May 29 06:18:45 PDT 2016
Ermeo di San Francesco
At the Hermitage of St. Francis in Assisi
If he were to speak to me today, he would smile
slightly, laughing at my concerns about this, about
that. He would extend his hand, opened palm,
inviting me to sit down, to find my spot exactly
where I am. If today he were to speak to me, he
would open his arms to the comforts of life right
here, on this ground where I stand, the sun baking
my back, the cool rock supporting me. Without
words, he would tell me, wherever I am I can lay
my head, wherever I walk is the place to be. He
would point to the sky, the trees, the ground below
my feet, cup his ear to the birds, the breeze, the
words that need not be spoken.
- Clara Rosemarda
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